Hymn to Ploutos

Ploutos, god of wealth and abundance
Giver of largess indiscriminately
Blinded by Zeus so thy favors would rain
On the good and some who lived not virtuously

Conceived in the thrice-plowed field you were
Born of Demeter, goddess of grain
Master of riches brought forth of the earth
And those shining things which ‘neath still remain.

Your eyes ever-darkened
You instead strain to hear
The hymns which do hearken
To your waiting ear.

Scion of Iasion
Cornucopia held high
This hymn now I offer
A votive not for your eye.

— by Terentios Poseidonides, 2012